Seeing that the atmosphere was so lively, Long Wenwen adhered to the idea that having fun alone is not as good as having fun together, so he asked his subordinates to take turns to say hello. He even found a soldier who could speak Japanese and kept spraying into the microphone: ばか

Yelang, ばか person, hypothetical person...

The little Japs on the battlefield were so angry that they all suggested giving the Chinese people on the opposite side a bit of a show. Even if they didn't attack, they could at least fire a couple of cannons to dampen the arrogance of the other side.

But their commander seemed to be very calm, even after being scolded for a long time, he didn't dare to fart. He looked like some kind of shelled reptile living in the water, so that some Japanese soldiers behind him even followed suit and scolded him behind his back.

stand up.

"Um... Ah Yi, don't be stupid. Why don't you come and tell a few paragraphs and perform a show for the grandsons opposite?"

Long Wenwen touched Ayi with his shoulder, who was a little eager to give it a try, but was embarrassed to take the initiative because of his face.

Now that the two fools Bu La and Mi Long are not here, otherwise we can still give the little devil a flower drum opera and a duet. In terms of "talent", perhaps only Ah Yi, who "loves singing", can do it better.

"Haha...Then I'd rather be respectful than obey..."

As expected, Ayi had an idea. He cleared his throat, walked to the microphone a little shyly, sat down and upright, and pretended to lift his bangs.

"Thank you all for your love for me. What song should I sing for you..."

"Son, please hurry up, you're so arrogant..." Kaname rolled his eyes and cursed angrily.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't stop the rhythm!" Long Wenwen also began to urge.

Ayi also smiled awkwardly, and immediately grabbed the microphone and started his performance: "Then I'd better sing my favorite song, ahem..."

"The butterflies have flown away and my heart is no longer there. Who will wipe away the tears on my cheeks in the long miserable night... It's time to be greedy, to rely on, to be greedy for love... It's time for the old relationship to end, and to be replaced by a heart full of sorrow..."

l The moving and desolate singing voice is more lethal than the "Xianren Banban" that he just said. I don't know if he is tuning it. Anyway, everyone has never heard it, but it makes people scratch their heads and scratch their heads.

The sound of the hair standing on end is so "beautiful."

"Gui'er..." Kaname shuddered and quickly motioned with his eyes to Long Wenwen to stop him. He couldn't stand it anymore.

Why do you want him to open your voice? Isn't this killing one thousand enemies and damaging one's own eight hundred?

But Ayi has been immersed in his own world and can't extricate himself. The singing keeps changing with his emotions, which is simply "tear-jerking" and makes people's scalp numb... If Milong is really here, a steel helmet will definitely fly over to him.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't... Youth is afraid of being alone. When Lin Hua'er gives up, her heart will be buried. Where will Chun Yan be when she returns... wu... wu wu..."

Ayi recalled his past experiences and his lost comrades, and a few tears fell down his face involuntarily. It was really not easy to get to where he is today.

"Ouch, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ok, ok, ok..."

Long Wenwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he quickly went up to hold his shoulders and consoled him: "The song is a good song, and the singing is... quite good, but it's just not suitable for singing now. If you feel sad, get up and take a rest first, okay?"

"Eh... no, no, let me change it to a song with a more beautiful artistic style, okay?"

As soon as Ayi entered the state, he was unwilling to give up. He held the microphone tightly and refused to let go: "Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps. The lights are on, the cars are sounding, singing and dancing... peace!"

"Tsk..." Long Wenwen couldn't hold it back and almost laughed like a pig. The people around him were amused by Ayi's magical singing, and they all held their stomachs and laughed.

"call out……"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The shells suddenly exploded in the night, and Ayi's singing stopped abruptly. Everyone hurriedly covered their heads and fell to the ground to seek cover.

Fortunately, the loudspeaker was set up near the ridgeline. Everyone was hiding on the reverse slope, and the shells all passed over their heads and exploded behind them.

"Hahahaha! Gote!!"

At the same time, on the Japanese artillery position, Nakamura ignored the dissuasion of his staff, raised his samurai sword and shouted to fire.

Countless little devils gritted their teeth and loaded the cannonballs. They really couldn't stand it anymore. It was so damn unpleasant. They had to kill him!

"Hahaha! The little devil can't stand it any longer!"

Long Wenwen immediately got up from the ground, with a fox-like smile on his face: "Hurry up and contact Zhang Liu and the others to find this artillery position for me!"

After saying that, he didn't care about anyone else, grabbed his helmet and ran down the mountain, asking Ma and others to follow him quickly.

In the end, Ayi was left alone in a chair, beating his chest and feeling annoyed: "Oh, the best part of this song is the last part..."

After saying that, he followed the others and ran down the mountain. Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night...

The bombardment by the Japs lasted only a few minutes. On the one hand, there were not many shells left. Two rounds of this kind of deterrent bombardment were enough, but it would be painful to hit more.

On the other hand, they didn't dare to continue firing at all. The artillery battles these days had been overshadowed by the other side. If they didn't move quickly, it would be dangerous. The Chinese artillery fire was no joke.

Captain Nakamura thought that the artillery position was relatively far back, and if he moved immediately after firing the artillery, he would not be bitten by the opponent. Unexpectedly, they had been targeted by a group of people in the woods.

Zhang Liu and the Falcon Squadron 2 had been lurking in the woods for a long time. The sound of Japanese fire was particularly obvious in the quiet night sky. They searched for the firelight and sound and quickly moved in that direction.

In the past two days, Zhang Liu has been leading the team to search for important targets of the Japs. They went deep behind enemy lines and wandered around the Japanese defense zone in search of fighter planes. Now that the Japanese have finally exposed their position, don't blame him for being rude.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, the ten-man team quickly approached the target. At a distance of more than 800 meters, Zhang Liu suddenly stopped and raised his left fist upward.

The team members behind immediately stopped and squatted down with their guns raised, watching their surroundings warily.

There was movement in the weeds in front, and two figures quickly jumped out.

After others approached, Zhang Liu asked in a low voice: "How is the situation?"

It turned out to be two Falcon team members who were exploring the way ahead. One of them immediately replied: "It's a mountain artillery brigade, with a total of 12 75-caliber mountain guns. They are moving their positions, but there is still an infantry squadron guarding them around, which is a bit tricky."

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"Understood, everyone is on alert. Yangdanzi, give me the map!"

The disparity in numbers between the enemy and ourselves is too great. No matter how powerful the Falcon Team is, it is impossible for them to attack a stone with an egg. Zhang Liu naturally understands this truth.

He opened the map, compared the current location, and quickly sketched the coordinates on the paper with a ruler and pencil.

"Send the report, map No. 3, coordinates 322, 172, 32 degrees southeast."
Chapter completed!